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The Meme Police, they live inside your feed
They ghost your tweets, then call it "liberty"
The Meme Police, they got your browser tagged
They watch your memes, and say your wit's a flag
They bustin' dreams for hashtags

Yo, they tapped my line in '99, I wasn't even lit yet
Just a kid on LimeWire, downloadin' presets
Now they read my DMs, deep in my biz
Flaggin' all my jokes like I'm Julian Assange's twin
COINTELPRO flow, they still on that shit

Tappin' black poets and professors who resist
Ask MLK - he got death threats and dirt
They tried to break his soul before they put him in the dirt
Fred Hampton napped, got clapped in his bed
By alphabet goons, now who's the real threat?

(They say they keep us free…)
But truth is treason in this empire of deceit
They silence the bold, the wise, the freaks
Like Snowden speakin' facts - now he exile'd overseas
Or Nina Simone - watched just for singin' peace
The Meme Police, they lurk in every scroll
They datamine your soul like they own control

The Meme Police, with AI in their van
They broke my VPN and banned my OnlyFans
Yeah, they clap back with no hands

I spit rhymes encrypted, Matrix in my mind
But they see through that - yo, Google snitchin' this time
CIA on TikTok, tryna flip your vibe
Start a revolution, next thing: demonetized
They fear ideas that breathe and move

They tried to cancel Malcolm with the hidden goons
And artists too - Basquiat felt the heat
They smear your name clean off the gallery sheets
Ask Assata, she fled with the quickness
Now they label her a threat - but who's the sickness?

They call it law and order…
But it's really just a trap
A carceral clickbait that maps your every clap
They scare the thinkers, the rebels, the geeks
And call it "justice" when they silence your speech

The Meme Police, they trail your every like
They glitch your voice then gaslight you with mic
The Meme Police, they don't believe in art
They trace your bars like fingerprints on hearts
They call subversion dark -

You see, they came for the radicals…
The ones who knew too much
Sank the poets with dossiers,
Banned books and such.

But a meme ain't just a joke, it's a cipher, a mirror - 
So they fear it like a ghost when the picture gets clearer.
The Meme Police, they live inside your phone
They scrub your mind like they scrubbin' chrome

The Meme Police, they think they own the net
But truth lives on in the memes they ain't erased yet
We post back with no regret

They watchin' your tags…
They trackin' your slang…
But we still spit flame…
Still spit flame…
Still spit - flame…

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